"Lisa's truck had a much less distressing topic of conversation, at least to the participants. The guys would have cringed, most likely, though John w...uld have survived without too much distress. "You can't imagine how much easier it is to deal with when you can just throw the soiled one away, instead of having to save it, then clean it, and use it again."The girl's conversation was interrupted by John's voice over the radio. "Fuel stop coming up," he said, "Gas Watcher said the best price in. He felt terrified, here he was in a small wooden boat, surrounded by nothing but grey water and rapidly darkening skies. It was a hopeless situation. Then he remembered, every night the coast guard patrolled these waters, within a short while they would come across him, he would just sit and wait until they found him. He wished he had a flare gun but that too had gone overboard with the rod and the oars. He put on a heavy coat, it was getting even colder. Hours passed, there was no sign of the. She came and stood next to me, I turned around looking at her trying to cover my body with my hands. She saw my nervousness and I think I almost saw her smiling. This is what happened next – Her: (in a friendly tone) who were you imagining?I: uhh, ummm.. Just someone randomly.Her: come on, tell me. I’ve already seen you masturbating, you don’t have anything to hide now.That word made me feel weird.I :(I kept quite and didn’t say anything) Then she asked me something which completely drained all. Wait” she looked up at me and I shrugged my shoulders, she then turned and smiled at the trucker who promptly dropped his trousers, his fairly large cock was rapidly on the rise and was clearly in view as he was not wearing any underwear Julie was laying there watching him with sparkling eyes like a fox watches a rabbit and as he lifted his cock to her she shuffled along the seat so that her legs were hanging out of the door she dropped her feet onto the door frame and pushed herself up to meet.